Untie This Moon

Ordinary arms cannot pull the weight of the Moon on a string.

And yet, you've made extraordinary when I am not.

You've stretched and pulled my body, taunted like the edges of the tide.

A shipwreck skillfully beaten on every shore of your incontinence.

Is it my fault you are so ignorant to sensation?

I can fell the pulling and pulsing of a world I do not belong to.

Because you have tied it to my ordinary arms, knots taut with pressure.

Undoubtedly I will crack and crumble soon under this discrimination.

You will not see it happening.

You will not feel it as I do.

Disappointed Hopes

i popped him in the jaw - he said he hated to be coddled.

we delivered futures, rolling over.

when i awoke, a wordless apology was hanging from my upper lip,

and my head spun with frustration.

his gentle breath on my brow, my spinning was lost to him.

stalled and cast onto a lover's bed.

he quickly left my lying there, rooted and made.

made to sort out my own character.